Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 377 - 386: Kunlun Arm Slave!

Arm Slave was so angry he nearly exploded. How many years had it been since he started cultivating? Had he ever been insulted like this?

Who was he? He was an exceptional powerhouse at the early stages of Tribulation Transcending, an invincible deity at the peak of Earth’s hierarchy. Even that Hei Long that Ye Ling encountered in the Sterr Family might not be his match.

As the lord of one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves, where didn’t he receive the adoration of thousands? He was always listening to countless flatterers, each more subservient than the last.

Yet, today, the tattoo on his proud forehead was insulted as freaky, and he found it almost unbearable.

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"Bastard! Since you know who I am, you should also know that putting on airs before me comes with a painful price!"

Arm Slave said coldly. Anyone who knew him should know that he had a quirky temper and was powerful enough to kill at the slightest disagreement, let alone when provoked like this.

Ye Ling shrugged. "What are you joking about? I’m young and rash. If I got scared by an old guy who’s about to kick the bucket, I wouldn’t be worth a damn."

"As for you, tell me, what will you use to compensate for injuring my little Bai?" Ye Ling sneered.

Arm Slave was taken aback and then burst into laughter, as if he had heard the funniest joke: "Are you joking with me? Or are you trying to extort me?"

Tsk tsk, call it whatever you want. You can even say I’m scamming."

"Since you’re unwilling to compensate, then I think it’s time I make the choice for you. The price for hurting my little Bai will be your life. How about that, little Bai?"

The Chaos Divine Beast squatting on Ye Ling’s shoulder nodded vigorously, waving its little paws as if to say it wanted to twist off the big bald head opposite them.

Ye Ling was amused by the ferocious little Bai, reaching out to pat its head: "You little guy, we’ll talk about this later. First, let me avenge you!"

As he finished speaking, suddenly a bright chain whizzed toward Ye Ling, as if a Flood Dragon was launching itself, bringing with it boundless frost.

"Fuck off! You old fart, daring to ambush me, watch me hit, hit, hit!"

Smack, Ye Ling slapped down hard with a brick in his hand, concentrating a vast force onto the Godslayer Stone. With a clang, the chain that was furiously attacking Ye Ling was actually smashed into pieces by him!

"What! This is impossible! My chain is forged from Heavenly Mountain Cold Iron, personally crafted by the Grandmaster blacksmith of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Caves. Ordinary Spiritual Artifacts shatter upon touch, what the hell is that trash brick in your hand!"

No wonder Arm Slave was astonished; the chain wrapped around his arm was practically one of the top treasures on Earth, yet it was effortlessly broken?

What kind of joke is this, is this some amateur dramatics playing out?

"Haha! Old fellow, I’ve discovered not only do you have a weird taste, but you’re also a cripple, aren’t you?"

Ye Ling suddenly spotted that the arm wrapped with the chain was covered in scars, the muscles withered, teeming with dead energy and devoid of any vitality.

Arm Slave’s face became tensely red, his eyes filled with unstoppable, blazing fury.

"Young man! You’ve hit a sore spot for me. For this, I sentence you to death!"

His arm was the sore spot of Arm Slave’s life; his very name was the most shameful mark of his existence.

Ye Ling snorted contemptuously, "Sore spot? I am about to obliterate your very heart, enough talk, take this, my brick!"

Whoosh, Ye Ling soared into the air, taking a step, and suddenly transformed into a meteor, rushing madly towards Arm Slave.

"Heh, just a Golden Core at its peak and you dare act recklessly before me, truly courting death."

Finally, Arm Slave was able to discern Ye Ling’s true Cultivation level, but sadly, his power was insufficient to detect the Nine Great Golden Cores inside Ye Ling, otherwise, he wouldn’t dare be so arrogant.

"Arm that covers the heavens, an arm that shakes Jiang Shan!"

Boom, suddenly in the sky, a giant arm appeared, bulging with veins, exuding immense divine power, as if it were the arm of a Heavenly Divine, terrifying beyond measure.

"Arm my ass! I’ll break your legs, snap your ribs! What kind of bullshit arm is this, smashing it into comminuted fractures!"

Ye Ling roared, his figure already hurtling toward the arm that emerged in mid-air with a ferocious strike.

With a thunderous boom, the arm swung down fiercely, its terrifying power causing the space itself to resonate, and the endless snow atop the Kunlun Mountains shattered before cascading down.

Clang!

After the earth-shattering noise, the terrifying arm in the sky had disappeared, and Ye Ling hung in mid-air, his gaze icy cold.

"You decrepit old fool, today you must die!"

Whoosh, Ye Ling’s body surged forward crazily, the black brick in his hand vanishing to be replaced by a longsword emanating a fearsome sword light, its entirety gleaming white.

The Primal Sword Embryo, even in the Immortal Realm, was a rare treasure, representing the epitome of the Sword Dao.

The moment the Primal Sword Embryo appeared in Ye Ling’s hands, his aura underwent a wild transformation, becoming filled with surging killing intent, as if he was a General commanding thousands of troops on the battlefield, his hands stained with the blood of countless enemies.

"Sword Ends Three Lives!"

"One slash to cut through the ages!"

Whoosh, Ye Ling leaped and slashed, the terrible light from the sword like a dragon, furiously charging toward the arm servant, reducing everything it touched to shreds, although the heavens and earth quickly repaired themselves.

Upon seeing this, the arm servant’s face changed drastically, and the chains on his right arm suddenly became one with him, surging into mid-air and transforming into a silver giant dragon.

The interlocking chain rings formed into dragon scales, releasing a chilling cold light, while the dragon’s head was mighty, its roar shattering the dark clouds in the sky at an instant.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sword light and the giant dragon collided, and in that moment, blinding light illuminated the heavens and earth.

This scene, witnessed by the residents below the mountain, caused them to immediately kneel and worship, for in their eyes, this was a terrifying divine omen, a sign of a Divine Spirit descending to the mortal plane.

Spurt, the arm servant staggered backwards repeatedly, a mouthful of fresh blood spraying forth, his complexion pale. Before him, the pieces of broken chain links were particularly glaring.

But this strike also successfully broke through Ye Ling’s fearsome sword attack.

"Sword Ends Three Lives!"

"One slash to end this life!"

Whoosh, Ye Ling moved again, and this time from the Primal Sword Embryo’s tip, a terrifying crimson sword light spewed out, harboring an awful aura of desolation and death as it furiously charged at the arm servant, as if it intended to pierce through the entire world.

"I refuse to believe, I can’t defeat a mere youth like you!"

"Kunlun Arm Servant! With the power of the Kunlun Divine, suppress the formidable foe!"

Roar, the arm servant hurtled into the sky in frenzy, and at that moment, throughout the Kunlun mountain range, terrifying forces surged madly toward the Kunlun arm servant, augmenting his body.

"I am, the Kunlun Arm Servant!"

"The slave of the Kunlun Divine!"

"Gathering the power of Kunlun, execute the strike!"

Roar, a ferocious bellow echoed, and suddenly, within the void, there appeared a cleaver flashing with ineffable aurora light!

Yes, a cleaver, lifted high with a threatening edge.

And beneath the cleaver, astonishingly, was the silhouette of Ye Ling, already bowed down under the blade, awaiting slaughter!